Martial Arts Immortality: Awakening the Three Colors of Domineering at the Beginning

Beside Ye Wen, the Lord of Yuman City also looked at him in disbelief, with shock in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Even he could not react to the situation just now.

Who the hell knew that you, a fifth-grade warrior, not only survived a single blow in front of a strong man of the fourth-grade mid-stage cultivation, but also could immediately counterattack!

Not far away, the remaining barbarian monsters were trembling even more.

Now they clearly knew that Ye Wen did not use his full strength when he fought with them.

Otherwise, with the attack just now, hundreds of them together could not resist it.

"Yang Yidao, did you breach the contract?"

Looking at Ye Wen, the elder of the barbarian monster tribe spoke coldly to the Lord of Yuman City.

"Breach of contract? I don't think so!"

Hearing this, the Lord of Yuman City snorted coldly and continued:

"You just tried to test him, you know whether he is a fourth-grade warrior or not."

Hearing this, the elder of the barbarian monster tribe almost exploded with anger.

He hit me in the face with his ultimate within two moves. If it weren't for his companion monster's defense, he would have been seriously injured just by that move. With such strength, you still dare to argue that this person is a fifth-grade warrior. Do you have any shame? However... Although this person's strength was amazing just now, it seems that there is no sign of the mysterious energy merging into the body and starting to forge a mysterious body. But how is this possible? That power doesn't look fake. Could it be that someone in Da Wu has opened up a new martial arts path? Or... Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the more he guessed, the more flustered he felt. "You..." Finally, the elder of the Barbarian Demon Tribe was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, pointing at the Lord of Yuman City and unable to speak. "Hmph, wait, this matter is not over. It was you, Da Wu, who didn't abide by the rules first. Don't blame me and the hundreds of thousands of troops for not keeping our word when the time comes!" After saying the harsh words, he left quickly with the few remaining people. He was scared! This young man has no martial ethics.

It is not clear whether the fighting power is long-term or short-term.

If it is the last case, it means that this person does have fighting power that can match him.

If this person joins hands with the Lord of Yuman City, he may have to die here.

After the people from the barbarian demon party left, the Lord of Yuman City turned to look at Ye Wen.

"You, what kind of freak are you!"

He was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke.

He had never seen such fighting power in his life.

"Hehe, my name is Shi Feng, just an elder of the Demon Burning Hall of the Demon Slaying Division. The Lord of the City does not need to speculate."

Ye Wen arched his hands and stuck the flag in his hand into the ground.

"Impossible, even if the Demon Slaying Division uses all its strength, it can't cultivate a heaven-defying warrior like you."

Hearing this, the Lord of Yuman City, Yang Yidao, shook his head, and then thought of something, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Are you a congenital mysterious body?"

He exclaimed.

Xiantian Xuanti?

What the hell is this?

But I seem to have heard this word somewhere.

Ye Wen was stunned, and soon thought of the first place where he heard this word.

That was when he fought with the leader of the Demon God Church. The other party also mentioned this term, and seemed shocked.

Just like the current Lord of Yuman City.

"Hmm! Maybe!"

Ye Wen nodded.

Since both of them have found excuses for him, he is too lazy to find a vest for his domineering.

"If so, Xiantian Xuanti, Xuanti is born naturally, as long as there are enough resources along the way, it is only a matter of time to reach the peak of Xiantian Realm."

The Lord of Yuman City looked unbelievable, and seeing the doubt in Ye Wen's eyes, he continued to explain.

"In the Great Wu Dynasty, the innate Xuanti is more like a legend. However, hundreds of years ago, the founder of the dynasty, King Wu, showed a strong talent for martial arts. Only then did this physique come into the sight of martial artists."

"Afterwards, on average, a martial artist with an innate Xuanti appeared every hundred years. Their martial arts path was smooth all the way. As long as they grew up safely, the weakest could reach the peak of the fourth-grade Xuanti realm of martial arts."

"Because their Xuanti is natural, they only need resources, and the Xuanti will be cast by itself, and it will automatically adjust to the Xuanti that best suits itself. The casting process is more than a hundred times easier than that of ordinary martial artists."

At this point, the Lord of Yuman City looked at Ye Wen.

"Your body tends to be strong, perhaps a Xuanti of earth or gold. In this case, you are practicing the wrong skills, and you should not practice the thunder attribute."

"When you go back, go to the skills hall of the Demon Slayer Division to find a special skill of earth and gold, and maybe your strength will be stronger than it is now."

After listening, Ye Wen bowed.

"Thank you for your help, I'll go check it out when I get back!"

"Okay! As long as you grow up, you can be a barbarian monster.They are all just ants, and Da Wu can at least be stable for a hundred years. "

The Lord of Yuman City patted Ye Wen's shoulder happily.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's go back!"

Everyone set off, and an hour later, they appeared on the battlefield of the bloody plain.

At this time, the two sides were on the verge of a fight.

Swish!

A blood-red flag broke through the air from a distance and was heavily inserted in the center of the two armies.

In an instant, the warriors burst into a huge amount of celebration.

"Great victory!"

"Great victory!"

"Great victory..."

"Da Wu is undefeated! The barbarian monsters retreat!"

"Kill!"

In less than ten breaths, the warriors' fighting spirit reached its peak.

"Elder Yuan Xing, you lost!"

The Lord of Yuman City came to the front of the army and spoke loudly.

"Humph! Is that so? How come I heard that you Da Wu don't follow the rules and actually sent a fourth-grade warrior to participate in the battle to seize the flag, and you are not afraid of losing face! "

Hearing this, the short and thin old man snorted coldly and spoke with an unhappy face.

"Haha! There is no point in a war of words. You and I both know the specific situation. If you are not convinced, you can start a war at any time. Da Wu is always ready to accompany you. "

The Lord of Yuman City sneered, and the terrifying mysterious energy hit all directions, boosting morale again.

"Hehe, I am willing to accept the loss. My Man Yao Tribe is not an unreasonable person. From today on, the Man Yao Tribe will retreat a thousand miles, and within a hundred years, I will not lead the army to invade Yuman City. "

After speaking, Elder Yuan Xing looked at Ye Wen and others who returned with interest, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Withdraw! "

Then, he waved his hand, turned around first, and walked into the depths of the bloody plain.

Behind him, the ten barbarian tribes followed closely and withdrew their troops one after another.

Seeing this scene, a large number of joyful voices were heard again in the warrior team.

After so many years of fighting, today they finally saw the bright moon through the dark clouds. Their excitement was beyond words.

"Retreat! I don't know how long we can be safe this time!"

The Lord of Yuman City had a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Return to the city!"

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers returned one after another.

Then he looked at Ye Wen and others.

"Go back and prepare. There will be a banquet at the Lord's Mansion tonight. On behalf of the tens of millions of people in Yuman City, I would like to thank you all. "